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Lady
Helena
was
informed
of
the
determination
to
send
a
message
to
Melbourne
,
and
that
they
had
drawn
lots
who
should
go
,
and
Mulrady
had
been
chosen
.
Lady
Helena
said
a
few
kind
words
to
the
brave
sailor
,
which
went
straight
to
his
heart
.
Fate
could
hardly
have
chosen
a
better
man
,
for
he
was
not
only
brave
and
intelligent
,
but
robust
and
superior
to
all
fatigue
.
Mulrady
's
departure
was
fixed
for
eight
o'clock
,
immediately
after
the
short
twilight
.
Wilson
undertook
to
get
the
horse
ready
.
He
had
a
project
in
his
head
of
changing
the
horse
's
left
shoe
,
for
one
off
the
horses
that
had
died
in
the
night
.
This
would
prevent
the
convicts
from
tracking
Mulrady
,
or
following
him
,
as
they
were
not
mounted
.
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While
Wilson
was
arranging
this
,
Glenarvan
got
his
letter
ready
for
Tom
Austin
,
but
his
wounded
arm
troubled
him
,
and
he
asked
Paganel
to
write
it
for
him
.
The
SAVANT
was
so
absorbed
in
one
fixed
idea
that
he
seemed
hardly
to
know
what
he
was
about
.
In
all
this
succession
of
vexations
,
it
must
be
said
the
document
was
always
uppermost
in
Paganel
's
mind
.
He
was
always
worrying
himself
about
each
word
,
trying
to
discover
some
new
meaning
,
and
losing
the
wrong
interpretation
of
it
,
and
going
over
and
over
himself
in
perplexities
.
He
did
not
hear
Glenarvan
when
he
first
spoke
,
but
on
the
request
being
made
a
second
time
,
he
said
:
"
Ah
,
very
well
.
I
'm
ready
.
"
While
he
spoke
he
was
mechanically
getting
paper
from
his
note-book
.
He
tore
a
blank
page
off
,
and
sat
down
pencil
in
hand
to
write
.
Glenarvan
began
to
dictate
as
follows
:
"
Order
to
Tom
Austin
,
Chief
Officer
,
to
get
to
sea
without
delay
,
and
bring
the
Duncan
to
--
"
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Paganel
was
just
finishing
the
last
word
,
when
his
eye
chanced
to
fall
on
the
Australian
and
New
Zealand
Gazette
lying
on
the
ground
.
The
paper
was
so
folded
that
only
the
last
two
syllables
of
the
title
were
visible
.
Paganel
's
pencil
stopped
,
and
he
seemed
to
become
oblivious
of
Glenarvan
and
the
letter
entirely
,
till
his
friends
called
out
:
"
Come
,
Paganel
!
"
"
Ah
!
"
said
the
geographer
,
with
a
loud
exclamation
"
What
is
the
matter
?
"
asked
the
Major
.